Gabriel
I woke up with a slender arm around my neck and a face pressed on my chest and curls of red hair spread across the pillow and my arm. I just stayed there, my mind spiralling with last night’s memories even though a headache drummed through behind my eyes, courtesy of all the scotch I had consumed. And the thing in my chest, my so called heart was beating so loudly I was amazed she didn’t wake up with its drumming beat.
I looked at her serene face and I couldn’t deny this feeling inside me for any longer. And for the first time after that faithful day at our family estate where I had lost my parents, I felt afraid. Afraid to name this sensation. Afraid to even face it. Fear coursed through me. My blood felt ice cold as realisation dawned, even when I tried to shut it off. It was r
